There’s nothing wrong with a late start to the day. Not when the reason is an orgasm strong enough to warrant a nap afterwards. Not that Sebastian lets me nap. Not that I want to nap on the floor anyway. For one night, the hardwood was fine. We were able to make a nest out of the blankets we took from the safe house, and sleep easy enough but I really hope Sebastian’s old bed shows up today. If not, tonight I might seriously beg him to get a hotel room until our furniture arrives. “Rental should be here in…